My horoscope (Taken from the Independent on Sunday, Poppy Folly)
"Handcuffs, roughly woven rope and a dressage whip: these are the tools of your trade this week. All you need now are some customers. If they resist and protest, pay no attention, except to increase you charges. You must dominate. You must be supreme. Everything must submit to your will, or you'll wither, dry up, crumble and blow away. These are high stakes you're playing for."
Smut. S and M smut, which is what my horoscope seems to be always telling me to write. Smut, regardless of whether the characters want it or not. I don't know how a dressage whip differs to a normal whip, but I can tell what my next google will be. And huh, maybe the dressage whip thing is for another Scorpio, one with a tendency to write, oh I don't know, 'taur porn.
Smut. S and M smut, which is what my horoscope seems to be always telling me to write. Smut, regardless of whether the characters want it or not. I don't know how a dressage whip differs to a normal whip, but I can tell what my next google will be. And huh, maybe the dressage whip thing is for another Scorpio, one with a tendency to write, oh I don't know, 'taur porn.
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Y'know, I'm sure my horoscopes used to be a lot more subtle than this, or at least more obscure.
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Or failing that, just tell me your star sign and I'll stick it here as a reply.
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